Julia looks down at the slip of paper in her hand that she had quickly written an address on. Double checking the numbers on the door, she rings the doorbell. A man answer in khakis and a green collar shirt, he looks at her and smiles. He holds out his hand.
"Hello, I am Eric, may I take your bag real quick. You must be Julia; your online picture does not do you justice!" She smiles and shakes it as she walks into the warm house. Her trench coat worn as tight as possible, her black wavy hair with red highlights resting on her back. She removes her coat to show her jeans and black cotton top. She stands over Eric, her six foot two inches body a little taller then him under normal circumstances but with her 4 inch heels she towered over him.
"So you finally took me up on your offer?" She smiles sitting on the couch and crossing her legs. While Eric sits across from her in an arm chair. "I told you hypnosis is not full proof for making someone into a good submissive."
"Julia your hundred percent correct. I do not have the experience to train these girls. But I am the one with the technology." Eric smiles, "at my current estimates I will be making ten thousand dollars a month in profit within a year if I continue the same operation."
"Really, why do you need me then?" She smiles clicking her black heel of her boot on the wooden floor.
"You love living this lifestyle and bi-sexual. I will give you access to my girls or boys if you help me train them." Eric stands up and pours them both a drink. "I understand you don't want to be on the website, which is fine."
She looks him into the eyes and takes the drink. "So what did the girls do to make you change your mind?"
"Exactly what you predicted, they have been fucking around behind my back."
"How did you find out?"
"The webcam, I hypnotized them to forget that they are present when they know they exist." He smiles and sips his drink.
"So you want me to discipline them, so they stop fucking around?" Julia asks placing her drink on an end table. "That is easy enough."
"No, no, no" Eric shakes his head, "That is what I thought at first, but the girls mischief makes me tons of money. I just want to control it. If I wanted the girls to stop I would just hypnotize them again."
"Ok, that is a little tougher but I can't punish the other people."
"Well one person is in Germany, which is no worries. The only other people I know of are these four middle aged men in the girl's apartment building. You need to find out if there are any more."
"Then you can just hypnotize there playmates so they unknowingly help you make money. Good plan, but what about if there are wives involved?" Julia finishes her drink, and looks deeply into Eric's eyes.
"There is nothing illegal in what I am doing, and there adultery is there own fault, if worse comes to worse I hypnotize their wives. Also the girls won't be living there for much longer. There lease runs up May 31st." He smiles and fills up Julia's drink again. He lifts his glass to toast. "Do we have a deal?"
"Sure." She clinks his glass, "when do the two of them show up?"
"About 15 minutes, oh punish them as harsh as you want, and do something's that belong to your trade, just nothing permanent." Eric's grin even grows larger. "I am so happy we crossed paths. Head to the basement, it should be unlocked and sound proof; I will send them down there when they get here. It will be a big surprise."
"Ok, you're the boss," Julia stands up and picks up her bag. She walks slowly to the basement. Opens the door and walks into the play room. It looks like a normal living room except for the large rings in the ceiling that could be disguised as plant holders and some cuffs in the wall. All the other things of a standard bondage dungeon could easily be hidden. A large wooden ex could be disguised as a table and the closets are filled with everything thing a Mistress or Master could want. Julia mumbles to herself "wow this guy has made one hell of an investment."
Admiring the one of the closets, she stops knowing there was only limited time before her prey arrives. She decided to go simple this time. She pulls out a black skin tight shiny pleather body suit. It goes up like a turtle neck with a large zipper down the back and black shiny surface completely covering her body, hands and toes. There are a couple of additions that Julia likes. First are the extra zippers, one from the top of the pussy to the back of the asshole and the second over each breast. Second she likes the little corset around the waist. She then slips on a pair of black 6 inch stiletto heels.
She then reaches into her bag and pulls out her tool belt, buckling it loosely around her waist. Attached to her belt is a vibrator, butt plugs, whip, paddle, clamps, piercing gun, and some little pockets full of surprises. She then pulls out of her bag a little black leather eye mask putting it on her face, two metal choke collars and leashes placing them on the table. She empties out the rest of her goodies right before she hears the door opening to the basement, she mumbles to herself "he was right when he said this place is sound proof."
She could hear them as they slowly walk down the stairs, there heels clicking on each step. "I wonder why master wanted me over so soon, I was just here."
They both stop and say "Maybe Kim he was looking at the hot photos of you and just needed some fucking. I love it when master fucks us."
At that moment they round the corner into the dark room and Julia turns on the light. The two of them just stop and there eyes open wide, Julia announces at the same moment "But Masters don't like it when there slaves fuck around without permission."
With that said, in one motion Julia pulls her whip off her side and snaps in the air about 2 feet away from there faces. "On your knees whores!"
Greta drops to her knees as her trench coat falls out of her arms, her short skirt riding high and her nipples instantly poking there her tiny tank top. Kim stands there, eyes darting everywhere, voice shaking and she blurts out "what? That's not possible! Y-y-y-y-ou drop to your knees."
Julia raises her hand again and CRACK snapping the whip only a few inches away from Kim's side. Julia shouts "Do I have to repeat myself whore!"
Greta reaches over and lightly pulls at hem of Kim's pleated pink skirt, she whispers "just do what she says, get to your knees Kim."
Julia brings her whip into the air and brings it down with a load WHACK! Hitting Greta on the side she falls to the ground letting a thud echo threw the room. Tears starting to form on her face "did I say you could talk whore! Back on your knees!"
At the same instant Greta leaps back to her knees and Kim drops to her knee eyes, still darting across the room. They both make eye contact with Julia, tears forming on Greta's face.
"You may call me Mistress Raven; your master brought me in to punish you. Your transgressions have been horrendous, making a fitting punishment fun for me." Julia reattaches her whip to the belt, and then walks over to Kim. Julia runs her hand under her chin. She then turns to Greta and runs her hand over her face. "Show them the tape!"
